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Post by Rose on Jan 31, 2012 23:41:19 GMT -5
"No, I like it. I wouldn't dream of sleeping outside in New York," she pointed out, laughing a little.
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 31, 2012 23:44:02 GMT -5
He grinned. "It's different here. Warm nights, 'cept in winter." He pulled her into a strong embrace.
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Post by Rose on Jan 31, 2012 23:45:32 GMT -5
"Also, no pigeons to shit on you, no rats to eat your face, and no hooligans to kill you while you sleep."
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 31, 2012 23:46:56 GMT -5
He snorted, laughing loudly at that. "Oh, Rosie." He tickled her, grinning.
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Post by Rose on Jan 31, 2012 23:50:17 GMT -5
"It's true!" she laughed, swatting at his hands. "The charms of New York city!"
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 31, 2012 23:53:38 GMT -5
He chuckled, stopping the tickling and kissing her instead. "I always knew ya were a country girl at heart."
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Post by Rose on Jan 31, 2012 23:56:47 GMT -5
She kissed his lips five times, smiling in-between. "Well, my heart is you. And you are country, so yes. God, I'm being really sappy tonight."
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Post by Moonshine on Feb 1, 2012 0:02:39 GMT -5
He grinned, sliding his hands up and down her sides. "I like when ya get all sappy. Makes ya say nice things about me."
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Post by Rose on Feb 1, 2012 0:04:51 GMT -5
"I say nice things about you all the time! How dare you!" she countered, hitting his shoulder, looking extremely offended.
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Post by Moonshine on Feb 1, 2012 0:07:25 GMT -5
He laughed, kissing her, nibbling on her bottom lip. "I'm kiddin'!"
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Post by Rose on Feb 1, 2012 0:10:18 GMT -5
"A likely story," she retorted, her eyes narrowed playfully. Then she rested her hand on his cheek, brushing her lips over his. "Hey, will you do me a favor?" she whispered.
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Post by Moonshine on Feb 1, 2012 0:13:02 GMT -5
He nuzzled her. "Sure, baby. What is it?"
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Post by Rose on Feb 1, 2012 0:15:47 GMT -5
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Post by Moonshine on Feb 1, 2012 0:18:16 GMT -5
((Is she saying It's cold? But ugh she's so cute!!)) He blinked at her, then laughed, bending over her to scratch.
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Post by Rose on Feb 1, 2012 0:22:50 GMT -5
((I have no idea what she's saying! Just the expression is spot on.))
Rose lay flat on her stomach, turning her head to face him. "I don't see what you find so amusing. My back is itchy, and I want you to scratch it. That's life."
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